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freestyle - yaaduniverse lyrics

[intro]
one time for yaad
the street gospel

[verse]
ghad in the building; sounds like a church now
god in the building; ye it’s a church now
talk to god on a daily; nowadays i am preaching
the street gospel; i brought no chair cause in this rap game; lord i’m a stand out
pen game’s sick; doctors say that my ink can’t be sent out
of the icu; screw your thoughts; this sh-t ain’t contagious
top of the food chain when it come to rap; how y’all think i’m a pagan?
i do this with god; ain’t no rapper could ever match what i pen down
in, ain’t no back out
got on the scene as revolution they black out
greatness i sire it; who you think i’m birthing rapping my -ss out?
stop counting your days rather; stay focused and maketh your days count
‘posed to be in h-ll; ye we escaped, don’t even ask how we head out
mess with the fam; i’m taking you out, my boys is taking your girl out
rats die faster, maketh a pastor preach on they graves when they sell out
this sh-t need a encore
y’all n-gg-s try angles
step on me wrong; sprain a ankle
break all your bones; like your friends gone
revelations all day like i’m ending the bible
no man!
i’m the rapture, the riffle; spray on my rivals
all dead!
alaskan flows dawgs; my pen coulda freeze y’all, more than june cold
flexible flows dawg, like i’m spitting a dance move; word to john cole
i cough in the booth; spreading the funeral news
i’m stuck in the room; iron man up to no good
n-gg- my flow crazy; psychiatric brooms maybe
could clean it; i’m not mere again like good baby
i’m second to none; who got a doubt? thomas ain’t live lately
i been acting a sewer; so the script writes i run sh-t lately
from day one i been street fighting; i’m bison
since pops left and he had no chance to say bye son
so mom’s alone tell me daily like; “always try son”
i don’t quit; i’m a offspring to naison coz i tryson
even brazzers is so certain i’m hardcore
the street gospel, i’m real prophet i had call
so my patterns don’t run out; doing god’s job
to prove a point is the main reason i rap for

- yaaduniverse lyrics

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